“The water is positively glowing, in the bright light of the sun, the colour totally clear, with a hint of, something like, turquoise” Gun Roswell
Turquoise is the water
The surface calm, nothing moving, not even the wind, causing any kind of ripples, keeping the liquid clear, with a hint of something cool, despite the warmth of the weather, causing the air to remain perfectly still, but the one hint of colour there, shining through even though the sun’s heated rays were trying to absorb all of it away. The turquoise was there to stay.
And even if the surface was sometimes about to break, do to someone taking starting in the water to bathe, the colour really never changed, staying the same shade of clear and turquoise as always, an eternal colour chosen because… well it all looked good, against the scenery and so after so much applause, it had remained that way and most likely would forever more.
“ There is blue, and then there is blue, the liquids of the pool, the ocean, all varying in their shade, and all I can do, is simply stare“ Gun Roswell
Turquoise and Blue
The pool waters beckoned for a dip into the calming waves, away from the hottest of suns, at least shining brightly for the day, much to the enjoyment of those worshippers fully on display.
The deep dive, will hopefully revive, all the heated up joints, skin and whatever the object of beaming light just might have touched, while in the hunger and greed took in too much of that which wasn’t really needed.
Then again, whom can blame, those wanting a moment in the warmth of the sun bask, as this kind of moment only a short while will last, and if the payment is some redness and a small rash, then all is well as long as moderation is something used as a guideline.
So, into the water, taking a dive, staying in the calming balm a tad longer, before finding some shade, as even if the sunny side is nice, taking in only some during each passing day is a must, despite the fact this kind of weather won’t last.
“I have always wanted a swimming pool but never had one” Joan Didion
By the pool
The setting sun
The cool breeze
From the fan
The water dark
Will give you a spark
The last rays
To jump in
Just take a swim
Clothes torn aside
Deep in the waters
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Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure
From the tantalizing to the satisfyingly sober, have your poem convey a sense of pleasure today. Imbue it with joy, glee, and profound contentment — or, if you wish to keep it dark, write about the lack of or longing for pleasure in your life.
“A woman is an occasional pleasure but a cigar is always a smoke” Groucho Marx
Turquoise, by the pool Sunbathing, by the pool Eating, by the pool Toasting, by the pool Grill fest, by the pool Enjoying life, by the pool